Posts Tagged ‘balls and boys’

Shortly after “deflategate” was a dinner table discussion because Reilly single-handedly divided the house into Seahawks and Patriots fans. His choice being the former. He was proud to find any and all reasons to want the Seahawks to win, but his most thoughtful reason was that the Patriots had all veteran players and he thought the Seahawks deserved it because they were a dynamic team. Shad and I, although we felt worthy of an argument, gave him credit for being thoughtful and personal about his convictions.

A terrible segue follows…

Shad found a recipe for no-bake, organic, gluten-free cookies. He made the batter and was rolling it into small balls and placing them on wax paper. Shea walks in and asks if she can help Dad, she went and washed her hands, dragged her little hand-me-down stool to the counter and started copying Shad. Shea would try to roll this “batter” into balls and place them on the sheet.

First one hits the floor.
She yells at the dog not to eat because she suspects the brown is chocolate.
She rolls the next two and gets them on the paper.The novelty has worn off.

“Dad, I’m not going to do this anymore. I don’t like balls. You are really good with balls.”

Shad and I exchange one of those non-smiling but thinking the same thing glances about the innocence of this remark.

“Wait, B is a bad word”

No, it’s not a bad word… it’s like the Patriots and the footballs… it’s just balls.

Reilly interjects, “yah, it’s like deflategate”

“Reilly, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I do know….”

“Well it’s the thing on boys.”… “And we don’t talk about them.”

Yes, it is also the thing on boys and we don’t talk about them but cookie balls are different.

“Oh, okay, I don’t want to make them anymore”

She drags her stool back to where it came from and moved on to something else leaving Shad with a bowl of batter and his cookie balls.